part 2: i love the fresh air here

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We just landed at the airport we did the necassary stressful check up and we headed to our new home, Mum alighted a car, my bad I will call it keke napep,
Mum spoke some strange language and I caught myself laughing I never knew mummy could speak other languages apart from foreign languages, she looked at me and gave me a dirty look saying (kilosheye) in English(what happened to u) I stopped and looked at her saying mum I was surprise u could speak their Hausa language, she smiled and told me to get in before the man thinks we are insulting him..

Few hours
We stopped at a brown gate
Omigosh I slept off, wow that was a long ride I guess
I look around the building and environment it looks the same with our recent estate, its just the the state itself nothing is actually wrong with the houses down here I smirked

I inhaled the fresh air and I said underneath my breath; I lyk the fresh air here, mummy looked at me and laugh excuse me young miss come carry ur bags.

She paid the cab man off
She brought out the keys and opened the brown gate house
I was flustered, I asked how did u get the keys, she said sweery when I came to process my job here I arranged every thing, I grasp out and shake my head understandingly

We entered the compound
And I really loved it
The house paint is milk colour surrounded with a lot of flowers that I already made it my duty to water every morning, I move to the other side of the compound I saw a Mercedes Benz, kinda cool but mum older car was cooler
I went through the backyard and I grasp coz the view is fascinating
I wow out then someone caught my attention at the next compound, a tall figure facing the other side, trust me his back is cute, so I moved closer to take a better view then he turned and face me, oops thats what came out from my mouth, he looked at me from head to toe, and I remembered I was wearing a jean bouggie trouser and a pink top with a white veil that match my white sneakers, I thought to myself was wrong with my my dress and I stopped at my track, are u thinking what am thinking this guy isn't actually staring at me with good intention I agreed I have killer curves its hardly people believe am sixteen I look twenty, but I don't care my body is masha Allah I appreciate that fact

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